"You...... How do you know! ”

Abraham, who had thought McGonagall was making a fuss, stared at McGonagall with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

McGonagall was right, these symptoms had appeared in him for some years, and he didn't take it seriously at first, but recently the symptoms were becoming more and more obvious and uncomfortable, and sometimes he would wake up in the middle of the night, so he reluctantly called a doctor, and even the royal doctor in the palace saw it for him.

The problem is in the stomach, and the healing magician's magic has relieved many symptoms, but every doctor has said the same request - reduce the amount of food eaten, mainly white porridge for a long period of recuperation, and cooperate with the healing magician's treatment.

This treatment was tantamount to torture to him, and he naturally refused.

If you can't even enjoy the food, you might as well kill him!

Now when he was uncomfortable, he asked the magician to add a pain-reducing buff to him, and then rushed to the next gourmet restaurant, but he was still alive and easy, but he didn't expect to be seen through by McGonagall at a glance.

"Can Boss Mai still see a doctor?" When the guests saw Abraham's expression, they couldn't hide their surprise and looked at McGonagall, wondering how he saw it.

McGonagall looked at Abraham calmly: "Because I know more about the real thing, so I have some understanding of some problems caused by eating, Duke Aberham's symptoms are already quite obvious, if not controlled and treated, it may break out in the short term, and the worst result is death." I make food to give everyone a good enjoyment, and if someone gets hurt by it, that's something I don't want to see. ”

Because of the superiority of the ingredients, every dish in the restaurant now has a good effect on the human body, and even has a miracle effect.

However, even if it is an elixir that can prolong life, eating too much at one time will kill you, let alone a patient with serious gastrointestinal diseases.

The stomach is already very fragile after a long-term stomach ulcer, and if you eat too much, it is very likely to cause serious injuries such as gastric bleeding and gastric perforation.

One serving of each of the dishes on the menu, which is a normal meal for four or five people.

I didn't kill Berren but died because of me, and McGonagall couldn't sit back and watch this happen, so she had to stop it, even if it didn't match his character.

"Is it so serious...... Abraham looked at McGonagall's serious expression and was also a little weak, those doctors had also emphasized the seriousness of the problem to him before, but he didn't take it to heart, he just felt that eating food was such a enjoyable thing, how could someone get sick and have problems because of eating food.

But now it's McGonagall, a chef who creates delicious food, and the taste changes all at once.

He respects every chef who can make delicious food and doesn't care about their status.

Because only with a deep enough understanding of food and ingredients can you be able to make delicious food, an ability that ordinary people do not have.

The burning and gasping pain did become more and more pronounced when the stomach was at scurry, and even healing magic couldn't completely suppress them.

But he never thought that this problem was caused by eating delicious food, and it would continue to be serious because of eating, so he naturally felt a little apprehensive.

There was only one life, and he didn't live enough.

What's more, when he just discovered such a treasure trove, in addition to spicy grilled fish, black pepper steak, and yellow braised chicken rice, the tempting delicacies on the menu, where was he willing to die like this.

"Yes, the doctor must have given more professional and pertinent advice, for the sake of health, I hope you can first take care of your stomach, and then enjoy the food better." McGonagall smiled and nodded, but fortunately Abraham wasn't as stubborn as she thought.

"That'...... All right. Abraham reopened the menu, looked at it carefully for a while, and said, "I want a fried rice, a sweet tofu brain, and a yellow braised chicken rice." ”

"Okay, please wait." McGonagall nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards the kitchen, although this amount is a little more than ordinary people, but it is a lot less for Abraham, it is a good start, and these dishes are quite mild objects, and have certain benefits for the body.

"Boss Mai is too godly, right? You can even see the symptoms! ”

"Chef + Doctor = Boss Mai? This one...... It's kind of amazing. ”

"I want Boss Mai to show me, but lately I always feel a little tight in my head, as if I was strangled by something."

"Uncle, you don't have to bother Boss Mai about this, if you loosen the headscarf on your head a little, the symptoms will be reduced immediately."

"The way a guest is dressed in a chef's suit...... It's too handsome, isn't it? Sure enough, it's my favorite boss Mai! ”

"Hey, hey, this little brother, calm down, Boss Mai is also a man!!"

"What does it matter if it's a man? Don't you see that none of those women have succeeded? Maybe...... Boss Mai likes men...... Oh, Maimie's hostess, I'm up for it! ”

The guests also talked quietly because of this little episode, after all, no one has a disease, but most of the time they are too lazy to go to the doctor, and ordinary doctors can't see the problem with a casual look like McGonagall, so they are looking forward to letting McGonagall see the physical problem for a while.

"Will he even go to the doctor?" Phyllis looked at McGonagall with a surprised expression, elves practice natural magic, and most of them have a good talent for healing magic, but even the most powerful healing magicians in the clan can't just look at it and find the patient's lesions.

"The boss is really amazing!" Abeimia looked at McGonagall with adoration.

"System, why don't I open a medical clinic part-time? This is a more lucrative industry than selling vegetables, so you can just get me medicine. McGonagall listened to the conversation and said with a smile in her heart.

"Host, as a candidate for a kitchen god, your cooking skills have not yet been completed, how can you put the cart before the horse and think about such a thing? Moreover, a really powerful chef does not need to sell medicine, and the dishes he makes are a dose of good medicine to bring a healthy body to the guests. Some arrogant voices rang out in the system.

"Vegetables are medicine? Is that the god of kitchen or the king of medicine? McGonagall raised an eyebrow, then made up the picture:

Guest: "Boss Mai, what should I do with my illness?" ”

"You have no problem with this disease, you order a spicy grilled fish and a Yangzhou fried rice, take them together, and the medicine will cure the disease."

……

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The picture was so realistic that McGonagall felt a little uncomfortable.

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